Chapter 46: My Accolades
*One week after the Legacy Billionaires Club Getaway**
*GoldCorp Headquarters — Monday Morning 10th of August**
The elevator doors opened onto the glass and steel floor at 8:30 am. The open plan floor was already humming - analysts at their screens, associates moving about with coffee, the low murmurs of customer service incoming calls.
My system flickered once behind my eyes the moment the doors opened.
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[Current Location: Corporate Headquarters]
[Status: Returned]
[Active Bonds: Sophia White - 96%]
[Mei’s best friend: Naomi - 99%]
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"Today at work feels a bit weird, no one has even looked at me even though I was on break for a whole week." I murmured, walking through the open floor.
[Maybe because you’ve done something a lot of them could never accomplish, and I’ve come to learn it’s an emotion among humans called envy]
"I don’t think they are envious of me. Just a bit too focused with work."
[Maybe i should clear your doubts] LUST triggered my brain cells and heightened my hearing capability and made it so precise that wherever I looked at I could hear the side discussion they were having.
"Look.. here comes the most significant daddies boy." — "it’s a shame how corrupt Mrs. Yume and the top executives cast their vote, in my opinion Cassie should’ve been nominated."
"Stop it already. I didn’t ask to know what they were saying about me." I snapped at LUST.
[Okay.. Okayyy.. i just wanted you to stop making excuses for why they don’t like you. It’s pretty obvious they saw you and decided not to welcome you]
"Yeah you’re right but who is Cassie and why I’m I hated because of her."
[Maybe because of that right there]
"What? WHERE!!!—" my jaw dropped open before I could finish.
A large framed photo of me was already being hung in the main corridor beside the previous winners.
"Oh my God.. I won it?!"
The announcement hit all workers screens.
A polite ripple of applause moved across the floor.
A few people offered genuine smiles. Others especially those who have been brainwashed by all the things Paul says to them about me — clapped with a visibly forced enthusiasm.
Their hateful murmurs and reactions became more pleasant to my ears — "What! 4.5% percent increase.. no one has ever achieved such a record on their first month talk less of a year working here." — "I guess he really deserves the award if he was able to pull such numbers off." — "Right..." their face’s shrugged.
Paul’s office door opened right after I was being congratulated amongst my colleagues.
But he wasn’t the one that came out..
She stood there in a sharp black dress, heels clicking once against the marble as she stepped out.
Her blue eyes found me immediately. But this time it was a cold, assessing smile she had worn so no one would suspect our affair.
"My office," she said. Not a request.
’Her office?! Since when!’ I smirked.
I followed her into Paul’s office. The door sealed with a soft hydraulic hiss.
"Hmmm.." I raised an eyebrow as I stepped inside, Paul’s office was really the hype. Maybe because he had the best views framed by the floor to ceiling windows.
She didn’t sit. She leaned against the edge of the desk, arms crossed, studying me.
’LUST, detect and server all hidden cameras in the office.’
[Four cameras found. An empty room will be displayed on Paul’s end]
’Good.’
"You’re office! Since when Sophia?" I chuckled.
"My husband hasn’t resumed yet but he asked me to oversee in place for him." She answered.
"I see."
The room fell silent again.
"Staff of the month," she said, voice low. "How convenient. The board noticed your little contribution. And you’re stepmom spoke in your favor.."
Her gave dropped briefly, then returned to my face.
"Close the blinds." She voiced fiercely.
I did.
The System pulsed.
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[First Stage Corperate Takeover Conquest Complete]
[New Award: Staff of the Month]
[Conquest Bonus Reward: +2,500,000 LP]
[10xLevel Up! ~> Level 25]
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Sophia watched the automated blinds seal out the city. When the room was fully private she pushed off the desk and catwalked towards me until the pointed toe of her heel almost touched my shoe.
"Congratulations," she said. The word dripped with something that was not pure professionalism.
This isn’t the first time and neither did i consider it the last, that Sophia would always acknowledge my contribution and hardwork in the most lewd way possible just to disrespect her husband.
She reached up and slowly loosened my tie, then the top button of my shirt.
I just got to work not less than half an hour ago and my office slut had already made naughty plans for me.
Without another word I hiked her dress up and dumped her ass on the large desk.
Sophia squealed as her naked ass cheeks pressed against the freezing surface, sending a thrilling wave to her pussy.
"You want to get me in trouble don’t you? You’ve been so naughty I bet he suspects, you little tease," I rasped, shoving my hand between her thighs.
’He’s devouring me with his eyes.. fuck.’
My gaze lingered her — heaving cleavage, her stomach, down to her exposed thighs, a low groan escaped my lips when my eyes fell on her thong already carved into the lips of her smooth cunt.
"Fuck, baby, that pussy keeps on getting prettier each time I see it." I murmured hoarsely, cupping her pussy.
I grinded the heel of my palm against her cunt and and her brain turned to mush. She bit her lip like a hungry bitch.
A moan left her lips as she bucked and grinded against my palm, while I watched her erupt into a million pieces.
I grabbed the tub of vanilla ice cream Sophia was having on the table, scooping a generous amount and with the spoon. Without warning, I smeared the icy cream across her throat.
Her body tensed slight in a gasp. The cold was a violent shock against her overheated skin.
"Ugh.. it’s cold." She muttered.
"Is it!? He would know better after this." I taunted, dropping my mouth to her neck.
My tongue was warm and rasping as I lapped at the melting vanilla ice cream, sucking the juices off her skin.
My teeth grazed her collarbone, sending a sharp sting that had her arching into me.
She whimpered, her hands flying to my shoulders, nails digging into my sleeve shirt while I prepared her skin with hickeys.
"Paul will find out if he sees them.." she rasped.
"All the more reason to give you more," I hissed, biting into her skin. "I want him to see it and know you’re my slut now."
"Ooh.. that so fucking cruel of you daddy." She teased.
I had already unzipped her dress from behind, revealing her sexy bare back, the silky fabric sliding down to her waist. She came prepared with no bra.
I spanked her tits. And moved my mouth lower, scooping more ice cream and painting her tits, covering the plump, milky mounds completely.
The cold made her nipples pucker, and I watched them, so far the best dessert I’ve had after breakfast. A cruel smirk played on my lips before I descended.
My mouth latched onto her tits brutally. Sucking hard, pulling her pink nipple deep into the hot, wet cave of my mouth, my tongue swirling around the sensitive peak.
My other hand found her other breast, pinching the nipple cruelly, twisting it until a sharp cry tore from her throat.
I released her nipple with a wet pop, only to deliver a sharp smack right against her sensitive flesh.
"Ahh! it’s hurtss~" she cried out, the sensual sting shot straight to her clit.
"You like it don’t you?" I growled, voice thick with satisfaction. "When I’m rough with your breasts."
’I hate it when he does that to them. But it’s so fucking good at same time.’ Sophia’s eyes bled with anticipation.
"Answer me," I commanded.
And did it again, again and again, with sharp slaps to both her breasts, making it jiggle.
"Oh yes, I do, I like it a little too much." She squealed, eyes rolling as I pinched harder, sending a mix of pain and pleasure down her spine.
She had barely caught her breath when I dipped my two middle fingers into the remaining ice cream, traced them down her belly, past her thong.
I shoved two of them deep into her cunt.
She screamed, body shuddering into pieces, legs shaking, back arching in and out. "Fuck.. Kenji!"
I raised a finger to my lips. "You’re going to stay quiet enough that the floor doesn’t hear their boss’s wife getting fucked."
My cold, ice cream coated fingers stretched her open, while my free hand roughly squeezed and fondled with her tits.
’I’m going to lose my damn mind!’ It sounded like fucking torture to have Sophia quiet up while drowning in overwhelming pleasure...